Shi Lang's cold voice made the people tremble, and they did not expect someone to approach them all of a sudden. The group of cultivators was dressed in soft leather armor, and they all had a short sword tied to their waist, while two also had bows and arrows tied at their backs.
Shi Lang was not scared. Even if these people were in the Immortal Lord realm, they were not his match. He held his spear and walked over with lighting sparks flickering over the body of his weapon.
The group had five people: three men and two women. Watching him approach so aggressively, the people placed their hands on the hilts of their swords and were ready to attack when the young man in the middle stepped forward and said, "Fellow Daoist, we did not know that you set up this barrier."
Shi Lang did not wish to escalate the situation and asked, "Can you tell me what you intend to do here?"
